So this is day two or three (it's still unclear) of me over my maternity leave. I was supposed to return to work on the 10th (or 11th) - and I sort of asked permission to come back on the 16th. I was told to get a medical report for 3 (or 4) days to excuse me from work. I didn't - so now I will lose 3 (or 4) days of pay.
I couldn't get the medical report. I supposed I could have asked my doctor - and she could have given it to me for many reasons - but I felt so guilty - I feel guilty getting a medical report when I'm actually sick - so to get a fake one is even more difficult.
I'm told everyone does it all the time. Um... I don't. In fact, I don't believe my colleagues are either .. they seem pretty sick to me and still come to work. Does this mean when I got a report last time for my shoulder or my back no one believed me?
I don't even know a doctor that well to get this type of report - other than my orthopedist in Ankara - I suppose we could have called him. But here's the thing - my shoulder and back problems are chronic, and I have come close to injury many times in pregnancy and after Tuana's birth. I am so thankful that I am not injured that I don't want to even play with such an idea. Health and medical reports are not a game I want to play.
Thank God we are all healthy.
On that note, we went to the clinic for Tomris's shot. She weighed in at 6 kilos, 63 cm and sucked her thumb and smiled while the nurse gave her a shot. The nurse said it would hurt, but her face only changed ever so slightly with a little bit of concern and then followed with expectation for some of mama's milk.
My girl.
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